บท 155: 155:The Banquet

Evan paced around his luxurious bedroom, clearly irritated. The clock was ticking away, and the evening event was approaching quickly. The room bustled with stylists and designers, all meticulously working to make him look perfect. 

Celina was supervising everything with a stern solemn expression, while her daughter, Elina stood nearby, flipping through fashion magazines with a grin, tossing suggestions every now and then.

Evan, now sitting on a chair with a frown, grumbled, "Do we really need all this? It's just a banquet." 

Elina, smiling mischievously, replied, "Come on, Brother. It's important to look good. Besides, you never know who you might meet." 

Celina adjusted Evan's suit with a practised touch. "This isn't just any banquet. We're entering a world where appearances matter. It's about projecting confidence and authority."